Facing Fears: 3/21-28Posted: March 29, 2010
Last week almost passed without me doing anything that really scared me. It was a week marked by apathy on my part. M and I were discussing our general apathy about school, even life, right now. Its not complete apathy, don’t get me wrong. I’m sure I would be massively depressed if I were feeling complete apathy. No, I’m just selectively apathetic and generally anxious. But more on that later…maybe.
Anyway, it was an apathetic week. I did make a phone call to a local tutoring company to seek summer employment as an english/ACT tutor. So, that was a fear faced. I have an interview coming up. Unfortunately, there’s not much demand for tutors over the summer so its sort of a dead end (despite the great hours and great pay). Oh well, don’t know if I’ll go through with it or not. So that was a minor fear (making the phone calls, having a phone interview, etc.). However, yesterday I did something way more terrifying…and way more exciting.
I signed up for a marathon.
Yeah. Sort of a snap decision. I’ve done three half marathons before, but never the full. Normally, I would go through some sort of uber-training program before attempting a new distance, especially a distance of marathon proportions. But not this time apparently.
A few weeks ago my brother told me that he was going to switch from running the half to the full. I thought he was nuts…attempting to “train” for a marathon with only two weeks til race day. Yeah right, I said. But then I agreed to accompany him on one of his long runs. I was only going to do 12-14 miles….but at 12 I was still going strong, and by 14 I was only slightly fatigued. So, I decided to go another lap around the park, bringing me to a total of 18 miles. I was exhausted for sure, but I could have kept going. It felt great. No cramping, no nausea. I was hungry, my knees hurt, that was it.
So, that was Saturday. Sunday I was tired but feeling remarkably well. I was elated, so elated that after a brief pep talk from my dad I signed-up for the marathon. Its a bit crazy…but a really huge step for me. Not only running a marathon, but running a marathon without extensive preparation? VERY not me. But I’m doing it…and I’m excited for the race to get here (April 11th). I know I can finish. Maybe not super-fast. But I can do it. My brother and I did the 18 miler at 8:20 pace, which I know I can hold for at least 20 miles. After that, I will just gut it out to the end. 6.2 miles is nothing…right/